"You want me to understand your sadness? You think I'm going to sympathize with you? I swore to protect my daughter and my friends. If someone puts them in danger, they must stand aside or be cut down! Come on! Let's go!"

Time for the second round against the Shadowlord. He's no longer remotely fucking around in killing Nier. As such, he spends much of the battle zipping through the air and filling half the room with flowing columns of raw energy.

Or else otherwise darting around trying to jam his sword right between Nier's eyes for messing up his daughter's life by showing up and getting his killin' on.

After Nier Gestalt's health dips below a fifth or about a minute and a half passes, one final cutscene kicks in.

"It seems some headstrong idiot has decided to push me beyond my limits. I should have taken that job as a cookbook when I had the chance..." "Weiss, I'm sorry. I..."

Weiss floats back into the air...

"Only joking. ...I hate cookbooks." "...But." "Let's go, out of my way! I have one final task to fulfill." "Where are you going?"

"Why, to stop him, of course." "Huh?"

"But after that, it's up to you. Only you can see this battle to its conclusion. I wish you luck...my friend." "...You can't! I swore to fight by your side!" "Bah! You are an exceedingly stubborn man. You know that, don't you?"

"Perhaps that's why I've so enjoyed our time together. But I fear this is where our journey ends." "Weiss!"

"Oh, and remember what I told you about using my full name?" "Ergh..." "Well, forget it. I've grown rather fond of Weiss." "...Weiss. I knew you'd come around."